cosmopolitique
Although Rosalina was well aware that she was essentially trespassing on the grounds she walked along, she found herself much too captivated with the serene beauty of her surroundings to take her leave right way–she had always had an affinity to flowers, and it was rather easy for her to lose track of time within a beautiful garden.
Upon hearing an unfamiliar voice address her, Rosalina’s attention was redirected from the bed of flora she had been studying to the regal young woman standing nearby.❝ My apologies,❞ she replied with a bow of her head. ❝ I hope the truth is not too bizarre for you to believe, but I did not pass your guards at all.You see, I came from the skies above. ❞
Hilda let out a soft sigh. Of course that was how it was - it was always strange worlds and skies above anymore, wasn’t it? Was that the consequence of having fixed the Triforce? That their world was more alive with both things that belonged and those that didn’t? If so, it seemed a small price to pay.
❝ I do not find that as strange as I ought, I suppose, ❞ she confessed. ❝ I am Princess Hilda of Hyrule. Whom do I have the honor of addressing? ❞














